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I want my new master,
I want my new slave,
I want new excitement,
To fill up my days.
I want to be free,
I want to be trapped,
A beauty so tragic,
The paradox I cause,
The further I  climb,
The deeper I fall,
I want to know my mind,
And I want to get in yours.
How long can I take,
Before my backs to the wall,
How long can you take,
Before I make you fall,
Before I’m forced to  break.
This feeling that I give myself,
This feeling that I crave,
This feeling I control,
These feelings I deny.
Will you break my walls?
Can you make me fall?
Can you train me well,
To answer only to your call?
Or shall I do the teaching,
For the barriers we’ll be breaching.
Written by miassa
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